chapter 16 Please steal the Holy Tomb ===

I don’t blame Celeste, I really don’t blame you!

Faced with Kayson's mouth, no matter how cold and calm anyone is, he will get angry.

Celeste stood up, his momentum igniting wildly, invisible pressure enveloped the entire Accord, and a storm was coming.

However, Kayson was not afraid of wind and rain at all. He gnawed on the chicken leg very carefully, for fear of leaking a trace of meat.

Nicholas Pickering raised his butt, neither standing nor sitting, just hanging in the air. He looked at Celeste and then Kayson, not knowing which one to persuade.

"Master Yu, please give me some advice!"

Celeste still maintained the most basic self-cultivation and said coldly.

Yu Feitie said shamelessly: "I'm not your master, why should I give you advice?"

A mentor is like a father, and Kayson takes advantage of him without even making any mistakes.

Of course Celeste was angry. There was a luster of Yuanli between his fingers, and he was ready to take action.

"No, please don't!"

Nicholas Pickering spoke quickly and stood in front of Kayson, acting as the man's protector.

Celeste voice was slightly cold: "Get out of the way, I will teach him a lesson today."

Nicholas Pickering was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't doubt your determination or your strength, but I really can't let you do it here."

Celeste slightly and asked, "You want to stop me?"

Nicholas Pickering shook his head: "I can't stop you at all."

Celeste said: "Then get out of the way."

"I can't give in!"

At this moment, Nicholas Pickering felt that he was so arrogant. He actually dared to fight against the masters from the Sunset Peak Holy Land. Unfortunately, it was because of Yu Fei, a fool who only knew how to eat and get into Kayson.

Celeste stared closely into Nicholas Pickering's eyes: "Are you sure you want to help him?"

"I'm not helping him, I'm helping you."

Nicholas Pickering looked directly into Celeste's eyes and said: "Although Ning County is small and remote, it also has its rules. Chunfeng Restaurant, as the number one restaurant in Ning County, of course also has rules. The rule on the first day here is that you cannot use force, otherwise If so, you will be severely punished.”

Celeste heard it and understood it. She was arrogant and felt a little disapproval, but her cultivation told her that she shouldn't be disapproving, so she put away her energy, regained her indifferent and aloof appearance, and walked out.

"You can't fight inside, so you have to fight outside?"

Nicholas Pickering was a little depressed and felt that martial arts practitioners were really irritable and not gentlemen at all.

However, Celeste was not as reluctant as he thought, but said calmly: "Kayson, believe me, that thing does not belong to you."

Kayson didn't even raise his head and said casually: "Franklin words don't count, let alone you?"

Celeste was suffocated, and then left without looking back, leaving behind a slightly angry figure.

Watching the girl leave, Nicholas Pickering finally felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief - if Celeste had not listened to the dissuasion just now and insisted on going her own way in Chunfeng Tower, she would definitely make things worse, and maybe even involve the Pickering Family. , Fang Mo will definitely inevitably be disliked by the elders the Pickering Family, and may even implicate the crippled father.

Thinking of this, Nicholas Pickering became very angry and stared at Kayson who was still feasting bitterly: "Is it delicious?"

Kayson didn't have the eyesight to see it, so he nodded and praised: "It's really delicious. It is indeed the best restaurant in Ning County!"

Nicholas Pickering: "You're not afraid of dying after eating so much?"

Kayson opened his mouth and said, "It's okay. Just go and poop when you feel full. It's simple and clear."

Nicholas Pickering didn't know how Kayson was able to talk about "shit" while eating, but he was sure of one thing - Celeste had such a good temper that he actually endured it for so long before he even wanted to beat up Kayson- - Nicholas Pickering only said a few words, and he already felt that his fists were thirsty and thirsty.

At this time, Kayson spoke again, as angry as ever: "You can't beat me, so stop holding your fists, aren't you tired?"

Nicholas Pickering tightened and loosened his fists, loosened and tightened again, several times, and finally realized that he was right, so he sat down depressedly.

Kayson nodded and toasted to Fang Mo: "That fiancée of yours is not simple!"

Nicholas Pickering said: "You can be so angry with her, dare to be so angry with her, you are not simple."

Kayson said: "Don't you see that I am helping you?"

Nicholas Pickering shook his head and said, "I really didn't see this!"

Kayson said: "If I read it correctly, she is probably taking advantage of your status as fiancé. She has no intention of actually marrying you."

Nicholas Pickering shrugged indifferently and said: "It's not that it should be, but it must be. I already know that she is taking advantage of it, just to get rid of annoying flies like Walter Oak."

Kayson glanced at him sideways and said: "Now that you know it, are you still willing to be used by her? Do you have a masochistic tendency? Or are you just good at it?"

Nicholas Pickering smiled slightly and said, "She is using me, so why am I not using her?"

Kayson was puzzled and asked, "How do you say that?"

Nicholas Pickering said calmly: "In the Fang family, I have always been recognized as a waste. No one looks down on me, and I even brought trouble to my father because of it. But now that Celeste has appeared, the elders of the Pickering Family immediately treat me and my father. Things have changed, and although it’s not great, at least it won’t make things difficult for us anymore. So, I’m very happy to pretend to be Celeste’s fiancé.”

Kayson probably understood and sighed: "It seems that my worries are unnecessary."

Nicholas Pickering was confused and asked: "You and I have never met, why are you worried about me?"

Kayson said casually: "Because I think you are very interesting."

Nicholas Pickering disagreed with this view and said: "I feel very boring. Although I don't know you, judging from Celeste's previous attitude, you should be a real genius, even as famous as the so-called ' Franklin' . In the eyes of geniuses like you, a useless person like me should be meaningless. So, I don’t understand.”

Kayson paused for a moment, seemed to be thinking, and then said, "Can't you just pretend to believe it for once?"

Nicholas Pickering shook his head and said: "I never pretend to do this kind of thing, and I don't dare to pretend! You are a genius, but you deliberately get close to me, you must have a conspiracy. So, let's be honest, what do you want? Or, what do you want from me?"

Kayson stared at Nicholas Pickering's eyes seriously, and Nicholas Pickering also stared at Kayson's eyes seriously.

Their eyes met, the two of them refused to give in to each other, and they just stood in a silent stalemate.

Finally, Kayson sighed and said, "It seems that if I don't tell you, you won't give up."

Nicholas Pickering said: "You are wrong, I will give up soon, even after finishing this drink. From that moment on, I will treat you as a stranger."

Kayson asked: "So, you must know the reason?"

Nicholas Pickering said: "If you are willing to speak, I will listen; if you are not willing, then let it go."

With that said, Nicholas Pickering was about to get up and prepare to leave - to be honest, he really didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing - he, Fang Mo, was just a nobody, and he was still struggling in the body tempering realm, although he had begun to sense the world. He has vitality, but his strength is so low that he has no qualifications or need to have too much contact with a genius like Kayson- it is too unwise.

"Okay, I'd better say it clearly!"

Kayson probably saw what Nicholas Pickering was thinking, and spoke after compromising.

Nicholas Pickering was a little happy, feeling that he was about to reveal a shocking secret, so he sat down again and listened quietly.

Kayson put down his wine glass and spoke in a serious manner that was completely inconsistent with his casual temperament, and said, "Do you know Tianwu Sheng?"

"Tianwu Sheng? Why does it sound so familiar?"

Nicholas Pickering thought in his mind and quickly realized: Isn't the "Nine Finger Hegemony Technique" he practiced exactly the unique physical technique created by Tianwu Sheng? Unexpectedly, what Kayson was going to say was actually related to Tianwu Sheng.

Sure enough, geniuses are different!

Although Kayson is only a young man, he is already involved with the former saint.

Looking at Nicholas Pickering's appearance, Kayson narrowed his eyes and said, "You really know Tianwu Sheng."

Nicholas Pickering reacted very quickly and said: "For a saint of this level, how could I not have heard the legend about him?"

Kayson smiled strangely and said, "Would you like to change your explanation? Change it to one that is more convincing to me?"

Nicholas Pickering was puzzled and asked, "Is there anything wrong with my statement?"

Kayson still smiled and said: "Tianwu Sheng is indeed a saint, and the most recent saint. However, there are few legends about Tianwu Sheng among the people. Only a few people in the world have heard his holy name. . It’s not that I look down on you, let alone you, even the entire Ning County is qualified to know the legend of Tianwu Sheng.”

"..."

Nicholas Pickering was speechless and even more speechless.

Indeed, if it weren't for the "Nine Finger Hegemony", if it wasn't for that mysterious little space in the Peach Garden, if it wasn't for that old man with a white beard, Nicholas Pickering would never have heard of the holy name of the Heavenly Martial Saint.

Just like Kayson said, Nicholas Pickering and even Ning County were not qualified.

Kayson stared at Nicholas Pickering and asked, "Do you mind telling me where you heard about Tianwu Sheng?"

Nicholas Pickering was very direct, and the answer was just two words: "I mind."

Kayson was choked badly and was depressed for a long time. He said, "Okay, forget it. Since you have heard of Tianwu Sheng, you should know that Tianwu Sheng is born with nine fingers, right?"

As he spoke, Kayson cast his eyes on the four fingers of Nicholas Pickering's right hand, and the meaning was obvious.

Nicholas Pickering put his right hand under the table and said, "You don't mean to say that I am the reincarnation of the Heavenly Martial Saint, do you?"

Kayson rolled his eyes and said, "Your shameless look is exactly like my demeanor back then."

Nicholas Pickering asked: "Then what do you mean when you suddenly mentioned Tianwu Sheng's nine natural fingers?"

Kayson said: "Because you are also born with nine fingers."

Nicholas Pickering asked again: "What then?"

Kayson said: "Then, I want to ask you for a favor."

Nicholas Pickering took a sip of wine and asked, "What are you busy with?"

Kayson took a deep breath and said without any surprise, "I want you to accompany me to rob the tomb of Tianwu Sheng!"

Nine Finger Sword Master